Reincarnated into a New World As a Vampire

Seeing as Khal had things covered there, Aldritch turned his focus elsewhere, disappearing before anyone could notice he had gone. Read latest stories on mvl

The rest of the vampire units also jumped into the fray, taking care of the soldiers that had only regained themselves.

Wanting to follow in Aldritch's steps, Rindher chose to ignore the heads of the royal family that were engaged with Khal who seemed to be having fun fighting against them. He too had other objectives, so if things were under control here, he would love to go elsewhere. After all, the royal palace was such a big place, finding anything or anyone within it was going to be difficult.

Of course, the palace had several defense systems in place, both those that functioned for magic related purposes and none magic. At the moment, the vampires could not use any search magic to pinpoint anybody's location within the palace, not even a spell that would give the general location of any person was working.

If he wanted to search the place, he would need time to figure out a way around the defense magic in play. Until then, he didn't want to waste time with the fight, he still wanted to search for his lost comrade.

Just as he would made it to the stairs, Rindher found himself facing a man with a full white beard and white braided hair in the style similar to that of a Viking.

"Move out of my way old man, I have places to be." He warned.

His opponent however, didn't look like he was ready to solve the situation using words as his grip on his weapon tightened even further and his leg planted even former to the ground, anyone could tell he was about to attack.

'Why am I even wasting my time, as long as I don't kill him, its ok.' Rindher thought to himself as he moved graciously to the left, turning his body ever so slightly to avoid the white haired man's spear that came striking at him.

Using a magic spell, Rindher swiftly cast a sleeping spell on the man, causing him to stumble forward towards his spear that was stuck to the ground, while Rindher hurried away.

Of course, it was normal to prepare counter measures against attacks that could kill and forget about the ones that could bring upon simple effects like sleep or fatigue, perhaps even fear.

The rest of the family heads had seen how easily Rindher excused himself, and not to mention, how much of a tough time they were having against one man. Even though most of them refused to acknowledge the fact that they were severely outclassed, it was only a matter of time before that became apparent.

…

'How come as a vampire, an undead being, I don't have the ability sense life?...' Aldritch said in his mind with an inner sigh.

Seeing as he didn't have such an overpowered skill, depending on how it's used, it was baffling, 'maybe I'll end up getting it as a racial skill instead.' He consoled himself in his mind, nodding in agreement as he walked through the corridors of the royal palace that were ever so huge sometimes.

"He sure knows how to evade danger, doesn't he?" Aldritch said again, referring to the king. He had been searching all this time, but had found nothing, it was starting to get annoying as time was slowly extending. 'He wouldn't runaway, would he?' Aldritch thought to himself before promptly dismissing the notion.

Even though he wasn't all powerful, to runaway once your life was at stake in such a manner when the results weren't guaranteed would be the height of cowardice.

Not relenting, Aldritch kept searching, trying to figure out where his prey would be hidden at such a time.

'If it was a modern world, perhaps, in some bunker under the palace?' "Hmm…"

…

While Aldritch searched for the king, Rindher was on a different search mission with a different target. Well, he was still partially searching for the king, but his main objective lied elsewhere.

Rindher was able to figure out the location of the dungeon that was underground, below the palace, well not directly, but there was an entrance from the palace.

He also asked about information concerning any special prisoner, but the soldiers had no real idea, since only special captives were held in the king's personal dungeon to begin with. Well, to begin with, it was kind of strange that a king would have such a place constructed under their own residence.

Once could think of a lot of other reasons why this would happen, but most of those reasons weren't exactly good.

After a while, Rindher came before the entrance of the dungeon and with some tension which he persisted through, he slid open the stone wheel covering the entrance. It was such an old fashioned way to seal an entrance, but he himself had no complaints about this method, it made it easy to gain access after all.

Once inside, Rindher was stopped by two guards who stationed just some steps away from the entrance.

'Seems like the king of this kingdom is sure of his victory, he could still spare some guards to remain here.' Rindher thought to himself as the guards raised their spears against him, shouting at him to stop.

Just then, his eyes took in a crimson hue, accentuating its natural colour in the dimly lit environment. Before they could even react to the pair of strange eyes, the guards fell under his mind control. Rindher briefly questioned them so he wouldn't waste time in the dungeon if possible.

They directed him towards the section of the dungeon that held the most special captives so he could begin his search from there.

As he got to this special section, Rindher's hope increased. This section held many exotic captives, if he could even call them that, as they didn't look like people who were suffering at all, instead, they resembled the very nobles themselves.

'Surely, this has to be the kind of life Rykia was talking about…' Rindher thought to himself, a bit at a loss for words looking at the living conditions. That aside, it was the fact that most of these captives were races he was well familiar with from the upper world, and most of them were male, with only a small number of females.

This also meant that whoever was the person collecting these different races, it was most likely a female, unless the king was a man who commanded fear in the cheeks of men, that was the only sensible deduction.

As Rindher walked past each cell that looked like its own separate living quarters, he didn't expect much, but none of the people inside moved for him to free them or even spoke to him per se. After a bit, he removed his mind from their matter and focused on what brought him there.

Soon after, Rindher came upon a cell that held the very person he was looking for, but what greeted his eyes was totally unexpected, so much so that it caused the right side of his face to twitch four times in two pulses.

'We were all worried and even got ourselves captured because of this idiot, and he's actually here living the life…' he thought to himself, a mixed feeling of anger and envy brewing inside his chest.

In one hand he felt the urge to break into the cell and wake his comrade with several painful strokes from his sword, but then again, that would be openly admitting that he was envious of his friend's position. 'How can one man be sleeping with two beautiful women on each hand while in a prison cell???'

*Kang! *Kanag *Kang!

Rindher used his sword's sheath on the metal bars on one side of the cell, as the bars were only there in place of doors.

His loud disturbance woke everyone inside the cell and drew the attention of others close by.

"Hey, is it time already? Uhh…" The man within the cell grumbled as he rose from his back to a sitting position. Immediately, a smile formed across his face as he looked at the two women by his side, well, more like young ladies, as they looked to be between their mid or early twenties.

Grabbing the small but sizable breasts, he gave them a soft squeeze before his expression froze a bit and he looked up towards the cell door. 'what's that powerful aura?' He thought to himself, as his body reacted out of instincts, jumping to his feet, though he was butt naked.

"Who's there?!" He barked.

His sudden action brought the two ladies lying beside him to full consciousness as they too looked to see who it was, drawing the singular bedsheet that covered their body to pull over their exposed breasts.

"Ames, Ames, Ames, long time no see, my good friend." Rindher said with a smile on his face, one that looked visibly forced.

"Who are you?"